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Records

Jace POV

Racing is the only thing I enjoy doing i have been doing it since i was a kid, i went from go karting to full out powerful vehicles and i have managed to break every record held by some of the best champions but there's one record I haven't managed to beat and thats the worlds fastest lap held by Adam Wilson, he was the worlds best driving champion for years and when we heard about his passing the whole racing community couldn't believe it, imagine a racer dying by being hit by a drunk driver, couldn't be easy or his wife dying by his side. I did however hear him having a daughter who played professionally soccer but i never meant the girl nor do i plan on ever meeting her, she's probably one of those spoiled stuck up princess. I cant really say anything with having two rich parents what happen to be lawyer but I'm not spoiled or stuck up. I worked my arse off to get where i am and thats college studying engineering. I'm currently sat in the class listening to the lecture, it has already gone on for over a hour and i have like twenty minutes left i think or less. Sitting at the back of the class i try to listen to the lecture however its a little hard when my friends miles and Tyler are talking about a party happening this weekend. If I'm not racing, I'm studying or partying just not when I'm practicing which happened to be this week. The racing season starts soon and i need to focus on this class to know my car.

Once the lecture was finished i was straight out the classroom and feeling the sunlight on my face, i hate being stuck in a classroom for a long period, i need to stretch my legs. Plus the sun is out, I can't be missing the heat. Walking across campus my ex holly spots me, i can see the fake nails and tan from here, how does she even play soccer with them things, she would scratch someone eye out. Rolling my eyes as she comes close to me I'm almost breathing in her perfume and f**k me its strong, 

"There's a party tomorrow, am i going to be seeing you" i want to cringe as she tries to flirt with me running her hand up and down my arm, i cant believe i even dated her as long as i did well to begin with she wasn't this bad when i went out with her during the summer but people change when they know someone has money 

"Sorry maybe next time" i say giving her a polite smile before quickly walking off, she pretty much has desperate written on her forehead now, at first i thought she was a shy football player but boy was i mistaken, I have learnt from my mistakes now thank god. Making it too my car i waste no time in making it too my parents house for dinner. 

Saturday morning i just want to throw the cover back over my eyes and sleep but have practice and I'm sure my father will kill me if I'm late, we practice together every Saturday for when the races start again on a Sunday. Its kind of a father and son bonding thing, he hasn't taken many cases on this year with wanting to be with the family a little more which i don't mind at all. He has swallow the race book, not literally but he knows everything legally i can do which isn't bad as i always want to race clean, not dirty like a couple of racers i know. Making it too the track we be racing on this year i sit in my car waiting for him to turn up, he isn't one for being late so I'm a little taken back by this, never mind I'm sure he turn up any minute now. As I'm waiting i pull my phone out looking though the texts 

Holly: i miss you, we was college lovers. Why cant we go back to it?

Father: running late 

miles: you missed a killer party 

Reading though the message i cant believe i missed the one from my dad, if i looked at my phone sooner i would of seen it and could of stayed in bed a little longer. Sliding my phone in my pocket i make sure to delete holly text as we both know she doesn't miss me, she misses what's in my bank account. Being a professional race car driver with a good size pay is one thing but when i finish college i know it will increase and so does every girl at college. I don't even have to wait five minutes before i see my father car pulling in, we have only booked the track for two hours as other racers want the track, i cant believe there's only one track around here but there was two but its shut down. Driving on to the track i begin my slow lap easing myself getting used to the corner before going full power, some times it not about the speed, its about how you take the corner or over taking. Feeling the track i slowly increase my speed, doing a quick lap, if i get close to Adam Wilson time I know i had a good day. Having my dad in my ear as i take the first corner I know he means well when he's shouting at me, as he cant bare lose anyone i don't think him or my mother would handle it well if they did. Coming round my last corner i put my foot down and push the car to the finish line, i dont think it was a good run but after i couple more and i think ill have it. I'm coming for that record of his.